Donna Moore Appreciation Day? Nay!

I hereby deem it "Donna Moore Appreciation Week."

I appreciate Kafka (Ms. Moore if you're nasty) for many reasons: her humor, her talent, her support, her backblog postings.

But most if all, I appreciate the fact that she didn't rat me out during Edgars Week when a full pint of beer slipped from my fingers and shattered --quite spectacularly -- in front of Jason Starr.

Go, Kafka, go!